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When Blood Runs Cold

[MATURE CONTENT] A vampire's love is a dangerous thing. Beautiful and fiery, dangerous and domineering. A perfect lover, and, a perfect killer... 'A vampire is the world's perfect predator,' I was once told. 'Seduce you with a smile, a wink, a caress of your cheek, a kiss on your lips. Then they will rip your wings off with their bare hands, leave you flightless; yet in their tight embrace of death, enchanted, you would not even struggle. Not even as they drained each thick drop of blood from your pulsing veins. Vampires are as masterful as they are cruel, they would like nothing greater than to play the overlord in a game of life and death, of love and lies. To them, you are a trifle, a plaything to tempt and toy with. If you think you are anything more, then you have already fallen for their trap.' If this is true, it would take him little under an hour to have me dead. I should have been dead weeks ago. Maybe, I already am.

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When Soren was a monster (part one)

What on earth could Soren have done?

There is no logical answer to my question, no reasoning, that would make any outcome even a mildly rational one. Whatever factor had resulted in the amassing crowds of Sezeria being entirely absent when Soren created the final tier of the labyrinth was by no means a good one.

My heart pounds in my chest like a jackhammer, threatening to rocket out at any minute and land in the waiting grips of Fangorn's ragged hands. Slowly, he licks his pointed tongue over his lips.